Oh. My. God. I don't think I've ever been that happy in my entire life. Yay! Brandon does not like Amara! But then again, that doesn't necessarily mean that he likes me.
It's getting a little uncomfortable in this locker. It's getting hot. Really hot. Should I take off my jacket?
"But Brandon," Amara whines, "if you don't like me, then who do you like?"
"Um... I-I... uh..." He sighs. "I don't actually know."
I feel like someone has taken a sledgehammer and sliced it through my heart. I really actually thought he liked me! Brandon is all mine! Not anyone else's.
But actually, thanks to Brandon, I have some confidence in me. I'm no longer invisible. To him, at least. I mean, I may still be invisible (let's get to the fact, I probably am invisible to them), but at least I no longer feel invisible. All thanks to Brandon.
Plus, it's not like my parents will let me date anyone or let me have a boyfriend.
Or will they?
"Yeah right. I'm sure you like someone," Amara says, ruining my thoughts.
"Well, maybe I do, but why would I tell you?" Brandon says.
"Can you describe her to me?"
"Why do you want to know?" Brandon demands. "Are you gonna try and stalk her and kill her so you can have me all for yourself?"
MAJOR BURN!
I feel really happy for the girl that Brandon likes. He is an amazing guy. I hope that, whoever she is, likes him back as much as he likes her.
But what I hope for most of all is that that girl is me.
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My Name is Insecurity
Ficción GeneralOutside the door of the auditorium, there is a table with a girl standing behind it. "Hey!" she greets me kindly. No scowl. No sense of rudeness. She is not ignoring me! This must take some getting used to. "Hi!" I reply back. "How can I...
